There comes a point when you just realize that no matter how much a person is worth it is not worth losing your sanity or yourself. I lost myself fighting for the man I loved and in the end I just became broken. Who was there to pick up the pieces, no one! Slowly but surely in picking up the pieces myself and taking care... Read More

When I look at you I see me, I see the person I am and the person I want to be. I see the fear behind those dominant eyes, the way you try to hide your gentleness behind hurt eyes. How your hand fits in mine like the final piece... Read More